“I don’t know.”
Words like aspirin
stuck in the throat.
But I try them out
roll them around on my tongue
until suddenly
they turn to cherry ice cream!
The more I say them
the more I glide.
I don’t know.
I don’t know.
I don’t know
what’s best for you
or for me.
When I can’t say them
I am bound
by the straightjacket
of my will.
Saying “I don’t know,”
I drop to my Beloved’s feet
because in those words
I’m confirming
only You do.
Wonderful thoughts.
Amen
So very true and beautifully written
Lesley, I remember that bitter aspirin, especially when others asked me what I wanted, what I really really wanted. Now I know what i really really want and no one asks me!
Still I need to add those word to my conversations more often, to offer less and less of mind’s opinions about others and about the world at large. It is so much more fun to be in awe, to watch the show unfold. much love, sheila
I let go and said ” I don’t know”…inside, as my control suddenly seemed gone (forever?) I let go of so much, I real-ized , & I was ok with that then. Peace at last! So it seemed to take brain surgery to give myself permission to surrender, let go, and.learn..to live. Love, more fully.